Creating a Fan account on Twitter, Alyssa is noticed by Shawn Mendes. After talking for a bit, they plan to meet up and end up in a relationship. Within this relationship, many conflicts happen. Even the possibility of Shawn's life.
My phone laid on the floor next to me as I sat on the floor in a ball of tears. My wailing got the attention of my parents as they ran into my room. They kneeled down to me asking what happened. Unable to answer, I point at my phone. My dad rushed over and grabbed my phone off the floor. The call still going he put it to his ear.
"Hello?" He asked in a serious tone. As I heard the voice on the other side, his eye brows furrowed and then he locked eyes with me. I could see the breath go out of him as he left the room with my phone in his hand.
"Mom," I gulped out.
"Yes?" She answered. She didn't know what was going on. She still comforted me, lying on the ground with me, pulling me into a hug.
"He's gone." The words escaped my mouth and I felt my heart shatter. "He's gone." I repeated, trying to get myself to believe it.
"What?" She asked, confused. "Who's he?"
"Shawn." That's all I said. The call was Cameron- he said Shawn got him freed but he was shot by Emily and is dead.
My dad walked in right after I told my mom. She didn't know what I meant. My dad called her name softly and told her to meet him in the hallway. She let go of me and followed. Tears flowing down my cheeks I waited for my parents to return.
After what seemed like forever, they walked in and held me. They started crying too.
"There's no way," I said between sobs. "I can't believe it."
"You have to," my dad whispered in my ear. "We are here for you."
My life seemed to crumple right before my eyes.
A WEEK LATER I still wasn't able to go more than five minutes without bursting into tears, but it was Shawn's funeral and I had to go.
I got dressed and went down stairs, my parents waiting at the doorway.
"Ready?" They asked in unison.
Nodding, I walked out the door and to the car. On our drive there, I cried and as I sat in the funeral I cried.
I sat by myself in the back of the funeral. No one sat next to me. As the funeral started to come to an end, someone sat next to me. I looked up and was able to smile for the first time in what seemed forever.
*•*•* The End Wanna know a secret? There's gonna be a sequel.
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